My Nervous Ogre always kept a magic 8 ball that they would sleep with. One might consider this to be an astonishing approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Ogre, who expected that it was in fact, magnificent. Who would have imagined, a magic 8 ball would be the item chosen.
My Nervous Ogre desperately desired a big sponge that they would worship. It would have been a fairly strange thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Ogre, who felt that the idea was out of this world. Honestly, a big sponge being the chosen item.
My Nervous Ogre desperately needed a bottle of coke that they liked to drop. One might consider this to be a bizarre operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that it was in fact, wonderous. Remarkably, a bottle of coke would be the item that was selected.
My Nervous Ogre always carried a custard pie that they would often cuddle. This could be considered a fairly odd idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that the idea was epic. Strangely, a custard pie would be the item that was chosen.
My Nervous Ogre looked for a pencil sharpener that they would often demolish. One might consider this to be an astonishing suggestion, to some, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that it was in fact, awesome. A pencil sharpener was the thing that was selected.
My Nervous Ogre found a chocolate bar to try to nail to the wall. This is certainly a new action, to some, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that the idea was fun. Bizarrely, a chocolate bar was the item that was selected.